I was out playing pool with a couple of friends this week. And after we grabbed a beer at a outdoor bar at Odenplan downtown. Suddenly I feel that someone is observing me. I think you all had that feeling of that you are watched without actually see the person in their eyes. However, I look toward that direction and notice a girl watching me. I haven´t seen her before so I just give her a polite smile back in the direction she i sitting and get straight to the bar. On my way back to the table she is still looking at me and now smiling like she knew me or something. With now attentions at all I smile back again and start to walk by her back to my table. When I´m almost passed her I suddenly hear her voice:
-Don´t you remember me?
-No.
-you´ve been at my place!
(When she says that I´m getting cold as ice inside. Where have I met this girl? I definitively think that it is a one night stand. But when, where and how? Could I have been that drunk that I don´t remember? But the most embarrassing thing was that if she was a one night stand how come I didn´t remember her and she me...)
-Really, I´m sorry but I don´t remember...
- Is that so.
-Yes. ( The feeling of how stupid I´m getting stronger!!!)
-Yes, it was last autumn, my apartment is close to Fridhemsplan.
-...
(Me looking really stupid)
-Don´t you know Olle?
-No, I don´t think so.
-He´s working at Ledarna.
-Oh, yes I do!
(My bad feeling is getting looser.)
-I´m working with him. You where at a preparty and then you guys went out and I hooked up with a girlfriend.
-Know I remember! How are you?
(Puh, I hadn´t done anything stupid that I didn´t remember. And how am I supposed to remember all people I´ve been at a preparty at?)
The conversation continues for a while, but when you get that feeling: What have I done? When, where and how? It´s creepy and I hate it. And if something had happened it would have quite embarrassing. But the felling that something didn´t happen was great. A big relief from your heart and it felt kind of good that she remembered me.

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